To the world, Im just one person
Why should I be myself when I could be anyone
To use my mind, to be someone else
But life isnt that easy, the nightmare has just begun
When I look into the looking glass
I wonder if we see the same thing
Im the last one left who understands me
Its gonna be the hardest to change everyones thinking
Why cant you see me for who I am
See all that Ive earned
All on my own, my own greats
Mt tragedies, my hopes, my turns
So change your views of me
What Ive had to be, and fot what:
Id rather be hated for I am
Than loved for who Im not

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